Human pawns

Khaled started shouting: Wait a minute, who are you? Hello hello... but to no avail, the line had been cut off, he threw the receiver from his hand, and his mind drifted far away to the days in the outskirts of London, reckless races in total darkness, challenge, excitement, impulsiveness, then memories led him to a specific night, a very dark night, a night when the moon was in conjunction, the clock was approaching one after midnight, everything was dark, all he could see were raindrops pouring on his car window... Author: Fatima Al-Hajiridar Impact